Eleanor Farjeon - Nursery rhymes of London town (1916)

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Out upon you, Jerry! Jerry, you're a pity!
Jerry, turn about and plant a garden in the City!

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In Fleet Street, in Fleet Street, the People are so fleet
They barely touch the cobble-stones with their nimble feet!

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Bugsby's reach is long as time,
His reach is wide as wind is,
He can pick you nettles in Greenwich Marsh
And docks in the East Indies.

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Once she kissed me with a jest,
Once with a tear —
O where's the heart was in my breast,
And the ring was in my ear?

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Water, Loo! water, Loo! fetch me some water!
There isn't a drop for a mile and a quarter!
The ground is so hard and the ground is so dry
I'm frightened my little red rose-bush will die.

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The little White Chapel
Is ringing its bell
With a ring-a-ding-dong,
All day long

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King's Cross!
What shall we do?
His Purple Robe
Is rent in two!

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My harp and I a-wandering
Went over Snowdon Mountain,
From Anglesey to Swansea Bay
It sang like any fountain.

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